A/N: Hey guys! Mid-year exams are coming up next week, so I won't be able to update my first story, Start of Something New, as often as I would like. However, I do have a collection of unrelated Kennash one shots I write in my spare time, and these are just scenarios that I've thought up for my first story but haven't really utilized. Hope you enjoy! xx
"Bash." Kenna's voice dripped with desire as Sebastian peppered her neck with soft kisses. She was just stopping by their chambers to inform a half-naked Bash sitting on their bed that the feast was about to begin when he pulled her down to his lap, his hands firmly gripping her waist.
When he responded with more kisses, she tried again, "Bash."
But in turn, Sebastian kissed down to her collarbone with great urgency, and when Kenna pulled on his hair he finally said, "What?"
"Guests are starting to arrive, we need to be down at the great halls soon. What kind of family are we to Mary and Francis that we don't congratulate them on their matrimony?"
"Just a few more minutes."
Kenna brought his face up to hers and caught his lips in a fervent kiss. He moaned into her mouth but when he tried to deepen it, she pulled away.
"Your minutes are up," she smirked at his disbelieving expression, "Come on, let's go."
Bash pouted but relaxed his grip on Kenna as she got off him. "Can't a man just have some time alone with his wife?"
She pulled him up to her and raked her hands up and down his muscular chest, "You have all the time in the world. But now you have to get dressed."
His eyes darkened as he firmly held her hands, "Stop that."
Kenna smirked at the effect she had on him. She leaned forward and breathed on his neck, "Stop what?" biting back a smile as he lightly shivered.
In a split second, he had her pinned down to the bed with her arms trapped under his. "Keep that up and we'll never make it to the feast."
All thoughts about the feast were irrelevant to her as of that moment, "What feast?"
He smiled maliciously at her and got up to don a shirt, "Why, Francis and Mary's celebratory feast of course! As you duly reminded me earlier."
She groaned in frustration. "You're insufferable."